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Infinitesimal Moments of Joy

the split second before I know I'm awake catching something so easy to break arms spread wide at the peak of a hill screaming disturbing all that is...

Mindscape: Ice (Poetry Monthly)

Greenland is a Miro abstract from the air white canvas, punctuated by blue eyes and mouths, they look up I think myself into the blank below...

Help! I’ve Fallen In Love (And I Can’t Get Out) – 70’s Easy Listening Type Song

1. Look what you’ve done to me with one small kiss, without you now there can be no happiness. 2. I was content, before, to be alone; now I’m just...

The End and Beginning of the Day

Continuing the idea of one of my old hymns on Sundays: … Upstairs I wander, sleepily wonder, “What will tomorrow bring? … … “When it is morning, while I am yawning, stretching, or getting dressed …

sandstorm

She ran out of the building hugging the metal case, and without looking behind her, went down the steps. She knew that there were at least a hundred...
Cherry

Clothes-Speak

Anyway, they wouldn’t understand, not about death, even though it seems they ask...her clothes...

A Circus Brutul

My mother enjoyed stories, not hearing them nor reading them, she never developed a passion for reading. But, with an audince of one, she would tell...

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Nineteen ( Pt 3 ) An Unknown World

The trip back to Obsidian had been strange with so many aboard, though everyone had been cordial, even the children spent a good part of their time...

Not the first time

Contains scene of sexual violence. Sorry, should have warned people.

Happy Birthday, Mom - Part III

If you hadn't died, today you would've become sixty-seven. But God called you home and you're with him in Heaven. Because of your bad infection, you...

How close to collapse is modern society?

June 15th this year was a day like any other until just before 8pm. Then the power went. Being summer, it was still light, but the fridge and the...
Cherry

The Revenant

... or Rolph the Cat is back!

Things That She Likes

Following Yutka's comment on my poem "Ten things I Love (and She Hates)" here is a description of what she loves.

Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (04) The Reverend Edwards Daughter (Part 01)

Katie Edwards was the daughter of the Vicar of St Hilda’s in Forestdean and Mark Holt was the village “Jack the Lad” and apart from them both being 28 years old, they had nothing in common whatsoever. Katie was a good Christian girl, whose life revolved around her widowed fathers Church and the associated parochial duties, Mark on the other hand was an agnostic, albeit a church going agnostic, but above all he was an unashamed hedonist.

OLD

Old man’s withered fingers, On a gnarled arthritic hand,

MY DOCTOR IS A LOCUM

My doctor is a Locum Who replaced Dr Slocombe

The Wind-Up Fairy

Once upon a time, two young friends name Rafello and Vinnio were in the forest when they saw a man dressed in star covered robes and a pointed, star...

The Wanderlust Lady and the Door to Door Salesman - 6

August 31, 2012 Minnie The next day, I decided that I should make my move and visit the police station in town, to acquaint them with my theory, and...

Clandestine

Clandestine By Paul McCann . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i1Qfs3W1r38 . . Clandestine you are a shinning star, or like a bolt of lightening and in...

How Many Times

How Many Times By Paul McCann https://www.youtube.com/watch? v=2UJBYbBW7eU How many times have I told you I love you , because its not enough as far...

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